Worlds of WillyDJ

Scary things I was going to post this later, then I realised it's Halloween and since I am working on a tale of Vampires and Zombies I should include the big scare that happens next. There was more crashing downstairs. It occurred to me that concepts such as 'paper' and 'clean' may not be understandable to Jeremy in his current state. Still, he was not dripping on my bedroom carpet. It then occurred to me that he would be dripping on the hall carpet, the stairs, the foyer and most probably every other room. It was going to take him ages to clean it up. But who was going to do that? Jeremy had inconsiderately become a zombie and I certainly wasn't going to do the cleaning. What was going to happen? I began to panic.   Much literature has been spent on how vampires are cool, calm, collected and sexy. I like books about vampires. The authors paint us so well and recently the vampire tends not to get destroyed by the real hero any more. Sometimes they are even the h...

It's all a little crazy. Here we are at the start of a new story. It's probably going to be termed Urban Fantasy, seeing how it has Vampires, Zombies and is taking place in the modern era. You probably have read stories like this and here's another. So, why read this one? Asides from making me happy and becoming able to say bye-bye to my day job? For the differences, for those things within that, for want of a better word, are a little crazy. The first is our POV character. Big things are afoot, it wouldn't be a story otherwise. The entire universe is poised to come crashing through our poor, unsuspecting protagonist's life, carry them off to lands made polymorphic and bizarre and turn a very ordinary unlife into an extraordinary one. He however first wants to read the newspaper. Probably a physical dead tree version. That's a little, off. It's the first twinge of dissonance telling you that we're off to parts unknown. He's also in Kumeu. Where th...

Huzzah! Off on a new journey. This one is being a writer. So to start let's kick-off with the intro to a world not so different from our own. Vampire Lord of Kumeu   I should have known something was wrong when I awoke. Normally Jeremy is there with the newspaper and an amusing anecdote. He'll mention something odd that happened in the world at large, recount some man bites dog story that the Herald would never cover or announce that today was Nikolai Tesla's birthday. This evening however there was no amusing witticism, no paper. No Jeremy.   It was a break in my routine. Routine is important to me. Without routines, I would be hopelessly adrift in my mind. I wouldn't know whether it was bum or breakfast time. Not that I eat breakfast or use a toilet of course. In fact, I don't think I've ever used a toilet in the sense that you understand them. I don't think it's severely inconvenienced me, just one of those little things that Jeremy should be telling ...